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I spent a year living in Thailand. This song was played by every Thai cover band, at every bar, every night. It never failed. You could go to one bar, the band would play it. Some drunk Thai people would cheer. One of my Thai friends who I worked with would say "ooooh, it's my song" every time she heard it. Then we'd go to two other bars that night and repeat. No matter how many bars we went to and no matter how many times we hear Zombie (in varying degrees of Thai accent and English speaking ability), the enthusiasm of my friend and the other Thai people never waned, and really only escalated as the night went on and more drinks had been imbibed.

This is not to mention the number of times it was simply played in restaurants as a part of the Farang (white people) soundtracks restaurant owners put on as soon as you sit down, or the elevator-music versions they would play in elevators, or the acoustic covers by Thai bands on the radio in Taxi cabs.

It was ubiquitous.

I don't know how many times I heard Zombie that year, but now I avoid it where I can. I've just heard it soooooo much.

Story time, gather around. Around one and a half years ago I spent 4 weeks in Thailand volunteering as an English teacher. During this period I was around the Chiang Mai/Doi Saket area teaching very basic English to schoolchildren (ages between 8 and 15) and young monks.

Now one of the volunteers recommended teaching at one of the schools in the hill tribes. So me and another volunteer decided we wanted to go up and see what we could do up there. We get called up at around 6 am with the message that we can go up to the hill tribes but they're expecting us in Chiang Mai in around 3 hours. We hurry and catch a yellow songtao to the center and arrive in time. Of course the female teacher who is supposed to bring us to the hill tribe is around 1 1/2 hours late, which we kind of expected. Better to be safe than sorry.

Skip forward playing Thai checkers with the mayor of some town, breaking a hill tribe toilet on the way up, having traditional dinner with a random family and teaching for 3 hours straight with no prior preparation; we are invited to the king's festival on second evening in the hill tribes. We have no idea what this king's festival is. There are 2 people who speak limited but understandable English and we get a vague description that it has something to do with labor. As such we are (mentally) prepared to do some manual labor.

Surprisingly, we arrive at a fairly big barbecue/karaoke. It is here that we learn that you only drink (Thai) whiskey or beer during dinner (at least, for the males). Skip forward a few minutes and the person who brought us (and was the only one at the barbecue who spoke some English) is pretty drunk. At this point we're just enjoying the barbecue and listening to the random Thai songs being sung. Of course, we (I) get the mic handed to me by one of the people. I have never done karaoke before prior to this event so I'm kind of overwhelmed but I'm like fuck it. My friend browses to some queen songs and we do some karaoke. At some point this guy comes up to us and is like "zombie? zombie?". At first I had no clue what he was talking about (whiskey) but after a while of repeating "zombie?" the penny drops and I search the song on the karaoke machine. As soon as the song starts pretty much EVERYONE starts singing with us. It was pretty much the highest form of communication we reached that evening. Pretty cool. Moral of the story: Go volunteer (in Thailand).

All we drunk was basically beer, whiskey or the coffee they made there locally. No Cola. The hill tribe is actually "sponsored" by red bull (not like there are any tourists even remotely close to the place) because red bull is (originally) a Thai company. This means we got free red bull shirts with the print "long live the king" in Thai.

Dude, I've been thinking of doing volunteer work in Thailand, specifically teaching English. Been thinking of going with a big international volunteer organisation, but still going through the options. Do you have any advice about organisations or whether I should organise everythign myself etc, and what it would cost to teach+live there for two weeks?

I was with Travel to Teach. I don't recall exactly how much it cost, hit them up and see. Also, go with open expectations. I think I pretty much hit the jackpot with my encounters. Just be open to whatever and you'll be fine. If you want any more info send me a pm.

/r/metal has a blacklist solution to this, and it worked out great. I go to the front page, listen to every song that is a genre that interests me, and upvote the good songs. We don't get people posting Holy Diver or Hit The Lights anymore, we get people posting... Shoot, some bands are so obscure I can't even think of the name. It's great.

The first Cranberries album was brilliant largely because the singer could generate these vocal performances that channeled young, naive, unworldly innocence. Songs about holding hands and the confusion that runs through teenage years. How did she get that sensibility so note perfect I wondered?

Then they release the next album and it turns out that far from being able to project herself into the mind of a fourteen year old, Dolores actually had the mind of a fourteen year old. Disappointed.

Full disclosure: I think she accidentally stole my drink after a set in a uni bar in the early nineties. But I'm almost certain that I haven't let this influence my judgement of her musix.

Do you recall a couple guys in NME (I think) who were very funny, quite gonzo in their style? They wrote about seeing the Cranberries playing all over London. They called themselves something like The [something] Brothers. One of them had a huge crush on the singer. This was very early '90s, I think, back when the band was playing your uni and stealing drinks.

Could you people please stop calling anyone who's anyone a 14 year old? I know this is cool and hip and you discovered how to be condescending on the internet but it's fucking horrendous that someone's actually using it to review a song.

It's a song about the troubles. About how the violence started in 1916 with people continuing to fight even though peace should have been achieved long ago. It's about people not letting go of the past, this eye for an eye mentality that is driving people to commit horrible acts for their ideology. The song is about the true cost of the conflict.

One of my best friends from Austria can play this on the guitar and sing it very, very well. I will probably get downvoted for this, but I honestly think she does better than the actual band. Just my opinion, though.

Confession. I slept with a Colombian prostitute on a Caribbean island once. Right before she screwed me silly she put this song on and it's all I can think about every time I hear it. Now somebody knows!

I think it's a real shame that most of this band's other work (a lot of which is quite kickass) gets overshadowed by this one song. To The Faithful Departed is an incredible album in its entirety and seems to be frequently overlooked.

Not sure if anyone has mentioned this yet, but check out Chad Urmstron's (Dispatch, State Radio) cover version of this during his song "Gunship Politico". It's a great take on the original, I would link to it but I'm using my phone right now and I'm feeling pretty lazy.

After the trillionth time hearing it I still loved it but started making up alternate lyrics. One that stuck with me was throwing in pig latin for "fuck you" on one of the final "zombies" during the chorus. Something like this: it's in your head, it's in your heaaaad, zombie, zombie- uck-fay oooyay! ... etc. :)